Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 22

She was making a spectacle of herself in front of him, and it was downright rude.

Elysia took several deep breaths in the shadows, working to calm her frazzled nerves.

Seeing her regain her composure, Tarquin’s voice was icy as he demanded, “Alright, spill it. What was yesterday’s fiasco all about?”

Elysia tilted her chin defiantly and countered, “What fiasco are you talking about?”

“Who whisked you away? Where did you two fly off to after that? And, what’s your angle with me? Are you after my money or are you gunning for my life?”

Elysia was flabbergasted, “When did I ever try to get close to you? Yesterday, you came knocking at my door and hauled me away, and then the building suddenly caught fire. I took the chance to run for it. I’m not after your cash, and I certainly didn’t…”

She paused, biting her lip. If he was that brute, she might indeed want to throttle him.

“And didn’t what?” Tarquin pressed.

Elysia pouted, muttering, “Didn’t want to take

your

life!”

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“Do you really think I’m buying any of this?” he bit back. “Well… believe it or not, I’m only telling you like it is!”

Tarquin asked, “So, where did you crash last night?”

He had sent people to the motel to look for her, but she was nowhere to be found. The motel owner aid they took off without even checking out.

With his current resources, if he couldn’t find someone in Jindale City, the biggest possibility was that man was covering their tracks well. And only someone with real skills could hide like that.

course, Elysia was clueless that it was Elliot who had tampered with the surveillance. She frowned and retorted, “What does it matter to you where I stay? How’s that

frosty look, and Elysia’s heart skipped a beat in

quite intimidating wheh angry.

temper had flared, and she’d been as fierce as a little tiger, but now, cooled down, she felt the bite

and grumbled, “That’s my

private matter, or are

I don’t owe you…” The thought of the fifty million stopped

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remembering something, she huffed and pulled out her phone,

scratched up your car, but look at this you started it by bullying. Evan did it to

photo, his

child’s tender leg was covered with

1. at.

probably your wife. That’s child abuse! I could take her to

Tarquin was silent.

train station has cameras. If you don’t

her word; he knew all too well what Nola was capable of. But what Nola did

but your son did wreck my car.” He stated.

and

had their designated owners, and even in a marital relationship, she couldn’t pin the blame on

the bite on my wrist was all you,” Tarquin added.

bite mark on his wrist and shrank back, her

conversation when she was at loss of words, “If

your

“Clean about what?”

reason for getting close to me. Who’s pulling your strings

glared, “I told you that I had no intention of

her, “If you don’t tell the truth, the consequences will

the